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I’m entering the last phase of work on this draft and trying
hard to be patient with my revision process.

It can feel a little like hunting for sea glass on a wide
beach of stone. The sparkling stuff is there, but hiding. When it reveals
itself, there’s a moment of hope and excitement. What else might I find here?

Or maybe revision’s more like the making of sea glass itself.
A slow sea-tumbling, a grinding and smoothing until there’s something of beauty
left behind.